The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

“And now, ladies and gentleman, I’m going to need some volunteers from the audience!” Maya Midas grinned from the stage as she looked out over her crowd. It was easy for her to see that the seats were filled even with the bright lights making the stage practically glow. It was as she expected, of course. It had been years since she’d performed for anything less than sold out auditoriums. There were no more famous illusionists in Midas, much less that proclaimed to do a majority of tricks without the aid of the supernatural.

There was much about Maya that wasn’t ordinary, but she took pride in her act. A ruby sat just above her cleavage, pulsing and swirling with dim magical energies. It was a well-known fact that she was more than just a stage magician.

She just didn’t cheat on stage.

Several arms went high up into the air, and Maya grinned as she strolled across the stage, making thoughtful sounds as she pondered just who to pull onto her stage. Her body was adorned with a shoulderless, sleeveless top, tight, somehow barely clinging to her form while still holding up her bust in the perfect way to make her ample cleavage jiggle and bounce in all of the most fun ways. It was more a leotard than a shirt, running down between her legs before exploding down her long pale legs in dramatic fishnets that crisscrossed her skin in eye catching contrast.

“You… you… and… you. If you’d please come up to the stage, we can begin the next part of tonight’s performance!” The best part of the job, Maya thought to herself, was that choosing the sexiest women to stand beside her had an excuse. She wanted people to be staring at them, after all.

Not that Maya didn’t get a very good look at the blonde who more than filled out the cashmere sweater, or the redhead with her cute freckled face. The brunette she’d chosen was somewhat more plain, athletic, but something about her smile stood out.

After her volunteers stood across the stage, Maya moved back and motioned to the three chairs that had already been prepared. The women sat in turn, and Maya enjoyed the sight of them even as she addressed her audience. “Let’s have around for these three brave women, putting themselves up here for all of us tonight!”

The crowd cheered, and Maya basked in the applause. Even if the cheers were for the other women, she knew it was her showmanship that was stoking the crowd. It didn’t matter how many people were on stage with her. The crowd was there because of her, and the feeling of knowing she had the attentions of so many people watching every move, every bounce, hanging onto her every word, was a special exhibitionistic euphoria. It was almost enough to make her not regret that her more wild days had been left behind along with college coursework.

“We’re going to do a little bit of stage hypnosis as my next trick. Don’t worry, these women won’t be clucking like chickens… and this is an all-ages show! So they won’t be doing that either! You’ll have to stick around later for that.” Maya winked, and the crowd laughed as Maya moved behind the blonde woman.

She unclasped the chain of her ruby pendant, and began to swing it before the face of the blonde, whispering low and sweet like waves of melted sugar into her vulnerable ear. “Just watch the pendant. All you need to do right now, is follow the way the stage lights reflect inside of the red. It’s so easy to watch, so fun to enjoy, to just savor that sensation. Everyone’s watching you, and that’s making it so hard to keep your eyes open. So easy to just feel them closing all on their own. To relax. To sleep.”

Maya snapped her fingers beside the blonde woman’s head, and she slumped with an audible groan. The audience cheered, and Maya bowed. She’d move on to contortionist tricks later, maybe keeping one or two of the women around to play at a fun card trick made a bit more dramatic, but after warming up the crowd a little hypnotism always seemed to hit the spot.

It didn’t help that it was so terribly fun to watch as the blonde’s shuddering breaths made her chest rise and fall underneath the sweater that clung so tightly to her delightfully round shape. The way her eyes faintly fluttered, but her mind was so clearly at rest sent fun tingles along Maya’s fish-netted thighs. She pondered inviting the woman backstage after the show was over, but then quickly worked to dismiss such thoughts. She needed to focus on the show.

“What a wonderful subject! You just sleep here, and I’ll be right back to you in a moment! You’re having sweet, wonderful dreams, and until I tap your shoulder, nothing outside of those dreams really matters.” Maya laughed, and moved on to the redhead with a crooked smile.

That she could be paid to enjoy herself and be admired by such an audience seemed almost unreal.

One by one she moved the other two women into trance. One by one she had them stand, and the redhead and brunette take each other as partners and dance their way across the stage while she kept the blonde’s hands for her own. The audience cheered, and cheered louder when Maya awoke each woman and sent them back out into the crowd after she had all three in perfect unison announce how much they enjoyed the show and would be eager to volunteer again. It was the sort of indulgence she could allow herself without imagining she was taking things too far. After all, there were no other compulsions hidden away and it was quite obvious they hadn’t been the ones to think of saying it.

The opportunity was too good to pass up, and made it easier to resist the notion of more inappropriate indulgences.

She didn’t regret sending them back to their seats. It felt more like a night to be bound, she decided, than to play with a partner in simpler parlor tricks. Getting her way out of a tight straight jacket upside down seemed like something the crowd would enjoy a lot more than the blonde’s card turning out to be hidden in Maya’s own cleavage. It was a trick she’d enjoyed performing more than once, but it would be for another night.

“And with that out of the way, let’s see how all of you like seeing me get out of something a little less comfortable!”

Maya wrapped her jacket around herself as she walked out to her car. She was dressed very differently now, in a pair of blue jeans and a white t-shirt under a red jacket that matched her vibrant hair.

Maybe I should have gone for the blonde after all. She was cute, and probably the best subject I’ve had on stage. At least the best dancer. I’m sure she’d be all kinds of fun even when she was thinking. She laughed as she unlocked her car, only to turn and see the brunette from on stage approaching her.

She almost felt bad she’d been thinking of the curvy blonde instead of the toned brunette. Between the two, she imagined the brunette would probably be able to withstand a lot more fun.

“Hi, sorry, I’m heading home. Busy week. Thanks for volunteering!” As tempted as Maya found herself, it was unnerving for the fan to be seeking her out. Her car wasn’t especially fancy, just another red car in a lot filled with so many red cars. The license plate wasn’t even vanity.

“Oh, that’s all right, this won’t take a minute. I just want to thank you for picking me. I’ve always wanted to be up on stage like that. Dancing for everyone was really fun.” The brunette held out her hand as she approached, and for a moment Maya stiffened before it was clear the brunette was reaching out for a handshake. It still seemed odd, but the cute, wide bracelet around the brunette’s wrist took the edge off. Anyone who would wear a pink leather bracelet (that almost looked like two bracelets) with hearts cut out seemed unlikely to be untoward.

Maya smiled and reached out for the woman’s hand, giving it a soft but firm shake. “You’re very welcome. You were a very excellent subject.”

As Maya began to pull her hand away, she found that the woman’s bracelet was opening. Too late, Maya realized the purpose behind that double bracelet. It wasn’t a bracelet. It was a pair of handcuffs, cleverly disguised around the woman’s wrist. She smiled with an angelic innocence as the bracelet moved on its own, encircling Maya’s wrist tight.

She reached for the magic within the ruby that hung now concealed under her shirt, but found it unresponsive. She struggled in the grasp of the brunette’s hand, her eyes growing wide with panic as she failed to pull her hand free.

She’d escaped all manners of handcuffs before, but even if she broke her thumb she wasn’t sure this pair was one she could so easily defeat. “Wh-what are you doing! Why can’t I—“

“Anti-magic. Your threat was assessed before this meeting was arranged.” The brunette smiled, and for a moment Maya was certain she saw red lights at the center of the woman’s pupils flash. “You are a very dangerous woman, Maya. But you’re going to give the world a Brighter Future one way or another.”

Maya felt herself began to sweat as her heart beat frantically in her chest. There was little she wanted more than to no longer be in this woman’s grasp. The cuff around her wrist was deceptively strong, the leather concealing at the very least steel that seemed second only to the strength of the woman’s grip. “Brighter Future? Wh-what are you talking abou—“

“Shhh Miss Midas. Don’t struggle. We wouldn’t want you to hurt yourself. That would just be terrible, wouldn’t it?”

Before she could find some other way to react, Maya found herself watching the other woman’s eyes begin to flash so many more colors than red. There was a pattern to it, a shifting, twirling of the lights that she couldn’t quite figure out. It was familiar, and something about it made her remember how it felt to be up on the stage. Blue, yellow, purple, green… The way the lights swirled and flashed inside of her eyes Maya couldn’t help but stare.

The world around her felt unstable, and she stumbled to try keeping herself upright. She wanted to struggle, to tear away, to scream, but everything felt so quiet and distant. As the other woman pulled her closer, and slowly caressed along her cheek Maya found the closer those eyes were the harder it was to even think of looking away.

Magic swirled in the ruby at her chest, to no effect. The longer that Maya stared within the woman’s eyes, the more dramatically that her body slackened. It was harder to keep her eyes focused, but somehow that didn’t stop Maya from seeing those flashes of light within the woman’s eyes to their full effect. She moaned, her lips parting and not quite closing as the brunette wrapped an arm around her.

Maya was only aware her nipples had stiffened as she felt her chest squished against the other woman. She felt so sensitive, and yet so unable to react for the sensation of more that she found herself craving.

“It’s time to…sleep.” The brunette snapped her fingers beside Maya’s ear, and the performer groaned as her head slumped and her eyes melted shut.

Maya wasn’t sure how she’d gotten where she was, or even where that might be. Her clothes were gone, except for the fishnets from her costume. She was bound, her wrists tied behind her back, and her legs strapped to the device she found straddled between her legs. Every time her head moved her vision swam, with colors leaving trails behind them as though the world were a painting yet to dry and shifting her perspective made all of the colors run.

Her pendant wasn’t around her neck, but she was unable to panic. The thick collar that hung around her neck instead flashed a dim red light, and she found her body growing hot instead.

“Mmm. You look even better than on your poster.” The room was dark, but Maya could still make out the purple haired woman sitting on an office chair in front of her. Her hair was short, spiked, and her eyebrows matched She wore black gloves with white blocky eyes emblazoned over the back of her hands. The rest of her clothes were nondescript black. “Don’t worry. This is going to feel good. Very good. I don’t want to hurt you. I want to break you. Believe it or not? That’s far more pleasant than it sounds.”

Maya opened her mouth to speak, and found that her dazed state had left her unaware of the length that began to vibrate deep inside of her. What might have been words turned to scream as she began to wiggle her hips. Her breasts swayed and bounced at her chest, nipples so stiff before the gloved woman’s two sets of eyes.

“Now, now. This is a one way conversation. I talk. You listen. You’ll get to talk again when you’re doing what I tell you to do, not before.” Maya screamed as the vibration turned stronger, and every shake of her body made her vision more difficult to understand. There was no reference point for her to grasp. Colors swirled and shook, shapeless, formless. Her thoughts felt like jelly inside of a mixing pan. “Good! You’re popular. And that’s useful for my goals.”

She wasn’t sure how, but the woman’s words seemed to be the only thing the world allowed to make sense. The light at her collar flashed brighter, and she felt her hips bucking harder as her sex squeezed the toy that filled her so deeply. Each buck made her body more of a perverse display for the grinning woman.

“You see, I need to get a very important message out to as many people as I can. So you’re going to help with that. You might not be into that now, but I promise, you will be soon.” Maya shook her head, passionately, struggling in her bonds to try pulling her legs free to no avail. All it did was pull her down harder against the device that vibrated that much more against her most sensitive places. She screamed, her words dribbling away into the shaking colors that had become her world. “You’re going to be fun. I’d love to just bend you over something right now, but sadly, the mission comes first. But I made a pretty pair of glasses for you. Enjoy!”

Maya tried to keep her head moving, to stop the large pair of wrap around glasses from ending up on her face. Unfortunately it seemed the woman had prepared for that, and with a loud beep and a flash of yellow from her collar, Maya found her head immobile as the visor slid into place over her ears.

It filled with color, light, images, and didn’t swirl like the rest of the world. It was easier to understand. It made sense, and the longer she stared, the longer the pleasure forced into her from between her legs made sense, too.

The purple haired woman moved behind her, cupping Maya’s breasts and firmly kneaded them. She grinned at the loud cry she tore from her bound performer. “Mmm, scream as loud as you want. No one but my girls will hear you down here, and I love it when they have a little fight to them.”

A tear ran down Maya’s cheek as she struggled to remember why she wanted to struggle. The toy between her legs felt better the longer she bucked, and the hands at her breasts, if cruel, felt better the longer that she stared into the shifting colors of the visor.

Words permeated into her being, with ideas she couldn’t consciously understand.

You want to give the world a brighter future.

Maya moaned, wishing she could shake her head again.

You need to give the world a brighter future.

“N-n-noooooo…” She managed a faint cry before the hands at her breasts grasped her nipples, and pulled them taut before giving them both a hard twist in perfect unison.

Nothing matters more than serving the goals of the Project, the goals of the Future, and serving Proximiti.

“P-prox… prox…imit…”

“Mmm, that’s me, doll. Don’t worry if you don’t recognize my name. My biggest solo venture the papers ever talked about was back on the west coast. Nobody’s even looking for me anymore.” Proximiti nibbled and tugged at Maya’s ear, a hand sliding down to stroke along the slick lips of her sex. “That means no one is looking for you. No one is going to find you, Maya. Not until after I’m done with you. And by then, you’ll only be doing what I want you to do. And you’ll be loving it.”

“L-loving… loving… Ooooooh!” Maya screamed as the colors burst into so many small fractals of new colors, her vision awash with overstimulation as more words poured deeper and deeper into her mind.

She’d practiced fighting magic so many times, in so many encounters. She was completely unfamiliar with the very concept of protecting her mind from an invading program.

“That’s right, babe. Loving it. Loving me for doing it to you. So be a good little magician slut and cum for me. I love it when bitches like you try their hardest to struggle only to end up cumming on command.”

The heroine and performer gritted her teeth, focusing on the sensation as a cornerstone of her resistance. She knew if she lost her struggle there, that everything else would fall to the wayside. She would lose the last of her grasp on herself. This Proximiti would have the keys to her mind, and there was no telling what would be done in there.

She didn’t want to find out, but more and more of her did.

Needed it.

“Mmm… I think I’ll just cheat then. I don’t mind having to resort to that, either.” The vibration beneath her reached fever pitch, and Maya screamed as her collar flashed purple only for her body to become hypersensitive.

It was only a few short minutes before she came, back arched so dramatically, thighs clenched so tight around the vibrating device that was softening her mind for the visor that was plunging ever deeper inside.

“Good… A few more like that, and you’ll be ready for the next phase…”

Maya moaned, screaming as the vibration didn’t stop. It was already too much. She had been so sensitive, and that was before the orgasm. She couldn’t hold on. She couldn’t fight it.

You want to give the world a brighter future.

Maya moaned, feeling herself longing to nod.

You need to give the world a brighter future.

There was nothing Maya could think of wanting more.

Nothing matters more than serving the goals of the Project, the goals of the Future, and serving Proximiti.

Maya came, knowing that it was what Proximiti wanted.

Maya was on stage again, her red hair shining under the bright stage lights as she looked out over the crowd. It was full again, and her programming like that. It liked that enough that she hoped the audience wouldn’t see her thighs shudder and clench around the leotard that held her sex so tight. This was another step forward in giving the world a Brighter Future, and she needed that. She needed that more than anything.

She looked out in the crowd, not knowing who she was expecting to see. There was someone she wanted to be there, but found herself oddly accepting to see them absent.

“And now, ladies and gentleman, I’m going to need some volunteers from the audience!”

She wondered if they would be able to smell how wet she was knowing what she was going to do. The red gem at her chest, now on a chain low enough to have half of the gem hidden in her cleavage, shined bright with nefarious purpose. She’d learned there were things important enough to use plenty of her magic on stage.

Hands went up. She looked out into the crowd. There were women that she was supposed to find. A blonde woman with short hair sat out in the crowd next to a daughter that but for the age difference, would have looked identical with longer hair. She saw a young girl with a runner’s physique, out so late on a school night. Finally she spotted an Asian woman with curves that instantly filled her with envy and desire in equal amounts.

The database in her head beeped confirmation. These were her targets.

“You… you… and you! Please join me up on the stage!” She grinned. It was the second show in a row with a curvaceous, short blonde in a tight fitting sweater. She wondered what she’d done to earn such amazing luck.

She guided the three women back to their waiting chairs, and purred as she leaned beside the blonde’s ear. She held her red ruby in front of her face, smiling at the sight of her blue eyes shimmering for just a moment with a dull red. “Just watch the pendant now… watch it swing… watch it sway… it’s going to swing back and forth… and when it stops… your mind will stop with it, too heavy, too tired, to carry on… to think… all you want to do… is just sit back… relax… and let me take care of everthing… when it stops…” Snap. “Sleep…”

The short haired blonde groaned as she slumped back into the chair, her pupils dimly glowing red as they hooded and stared at nothing.

You will stay behind after the show. You must stay behind. You must obey.

The red from her pendant etched the words deep within the blonde’s mind as Maya already moved on to the runner, swinging her pendant before her eyes, reciting those same words. She wondered if after the show she’d cum just form seeing the three women approaching her again, so unaware at what she would be inviting them to.

It didn’t matter the cost. The future was going to be a bright one.

Maya’s eyes hooded as she snapped her fingers again and felt an erotic tingle pulse from the bracelet she wore around her wrist. The future was going to be so very bright, and she looked forward to it more than anyone else.